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She cried out at the sensation. It sent a jolt of electricity through her entire body, making her crave things she’d never even thought of before. She wanted more. She wanted him to lick her nipple, suck it, bite it…

Instead her Daddy lifted his face, and a moment later, she felt a similar soft strap coming across her belly, trapping her against the table.

She’d never felt so vulnerable and exposed. Her body was covered with goosebumps. She couldn’t squeeze her knees any tighter if she tried. What if he found out her panties were so wet? Would he think she peed herself and use it as an excuse to diaper her?

The wetness in her panties wasn’t exactly new. She’d had fantasies about Damon ever since she’d made the rash decision to confront him a year ago. She hadn’t gotten very close to him because he’d warned her off, but even from a distance, she’d learned his scent and the tone of his voice. Those two things had fueled her fantasies for a year.

Nervousness consumed her. Her body was reacting to everything in a way that doubled the flutters in her tummy. The need she felt for something elusive was growing.

“Daddy…”

Chapter Four

Damon inhaled deeply, trying to control his primal urge to take her in every way. He would not. She was far too innocent. He would not rush her and confuse her, but he did want her to know pleasure, and he wanted her to experience what it meant to submit to him.

The purring sounds she was making caused his cock to stiffen painfully. He was wearing far too many clothes. He hadn’t even taken off his suit jacket.

Not wanting to break contact with her, he set his lips on her belly and kissed her while he shrugged out of his jacket and dropped it on the floor. He tugged his tie free next. And finally, he unbuttoned and removed his starched shirt.

After kicking off his shoes, he was left in his T-shirt, dress pants, and socks. He’d love to also remove his pants, but now wasn’t the time.

With one hand on her tummy, he resumed worshiping her nipples, kissing them before flicking his tongue over the tips and finally suckling them. He’d never seen prettier breasts or nipples. They were just the right size to hold in his palm with tiny pink buds that grew tighter every time he touched them.

“I need my hands to see you, Daddy,” she whimpered.

“No you don’t, Baby girl. Not right now. Close your eyes and just feel. Daddy will restrain you every time you’re on this table. It’s for your safety, but also because it heightens your arousal. The cuffs help you submit, Little rebel. And before you argue, you should know that every Alpha Protector restrains his mate like this.”

Damon eased his palm between her breasts. Her heart rate grew more rapid as he explained himself.

After kissing her nipples again, he brought his lips to hers. He hovered a moment before making contact. She tasted so good. He would never get enough of her. He would probably come in his pants as soon as he had his mouth on her pussy. That was coming. He couldn’t wait any longer.

When he broke the kiss, he kept his lips above hers. His hand trailed down to her knees, which were pressed together, bent, and drawn up to her tummy. “Spread your knees for me, Baby girl. As wide as you can.”

Her breath hitched.

“I know you’re embarrassed, but you won’t have secrets from Daddy. I will know every inch of you inside and out in the next few minutes. You crave that. I can smell your arousal. Don’t fight it.”

Her lips trembled as she whimpered. Shaking, she parted her legs.

“That’s a good girl.” He slid his hand down her inner thigh until he could cup her pussy over her panties. His gaze was on her closed eyes. “So wet for Daddy.” He dragged a finger across her folds over the soaked material.

A deep moan escaped Olivia’s lips.

“So needy. You’re so beautiful, Baby girl. I’ve never seen anyone this stunning in my life.” He stroked over the soaked gusset of her panties again, making her arch her chest. “Haveyou ever touched your pretty pussy like this to bring yourself pleasure?”

Her cheeks turned a bright pink, and for a moment, he thought she might admit she had. She looked horrified.

“I won’t be upset if you have, Olivia. It’s normal for Little girls to feel things and explore their bodies, especially naughty Little girls who sneak out of their houses and get too close to their mates before they’re old enough. I know that had to stir up feelings in you. Even though you might not have seen me well, you inhaled my scent, even from a distance, and heard my voice. I bet your body started aligning with mine from that day forward. Did it, Little one?”

She gasped. “How did you know?”

He chuckled and gave her a quick kiss, still cupping her pussy. “Because the same thing happened to me, Little rebel. It drove me nearly mad waiting another year for you after that encounter. I thought about your sexy little body, the tone of your voice, and the scent of your arousal day and night.”

She started panting, and she nodded.

He didn’t need confirmation that she’d reacted to him, but he wanted to know if she’d gotten herself off because it would affect his actions for the next few minutes.

“Tell Daddy. Did you play with this pussy when you were alone, Little rebel?” The nickname was so fitting, and he loved the way she shivered when he used it. The idea that she was somehow naughty made renewed wetness leak from her against his palm.